Bundled into the sheepskin coat that was his only extravagance, Frank left his second floor apartment. The hallway wall sconces, dimmed by at least fifty years of grime, obscured that […]More
I don’t want this to happen. I can’t tell down from up; up from down. Darkness surrounds me, the weight of it pressing hard on my chest. But darkness […]More
These scenes were in my new novel. I found that removing them tightened the focus of the story. They are hugely relevant as backstory. I am happy to present them […]More